User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3135907-20110819210212

"Argh!" The water rat nurses the shreds of her ear and crawls off. She sits with her back against a tree next to Reklar. "Wud `e do that fer?" she grumbles. "Beats me, mate," says a fellow rat named Wodd. A ferret mercenary passes by them. "Doze arragint wretches," Wodd spits out angrily. "`Oo do dey think dey are, anyways, allus shovin' us around like dey're kings or sumpin'."